Behind the Shades

11 Jun

Beautiful! That was the only adjective that could accurately describe who I set my eyes on as I walked down the length of the walkway to my 7a.m class. Her face was absent of makeup which was pretty unusual for a Babcock University girl on a Monday morning, I guessed she was not one of the ‘typical Babcock girls.’ I looked around me to check if any of ‘my guys’ had noticed how fixated my eyes were on the lady that walked towards us, fortunately they were all too concerned about how late we were for the class to bother.
I made a quick decision to go after her and not come back until I had her digits. The only thing that struck me as odd was the large pair of dark sunshades she had on, because I could hardly see earlier this morning as a result of the heavy fog that descended on the University campus, as a matter of fact, the sun was far from shining at such early hour of the morning.
I feigned loss of the note for the class we were on our way for and I turned back from my friends as if to go back to the hall but the moment I rounded a corner where I wouldn’t be observed, I waited and observed as ‘she’ made her way with her friends towards me. Her clothes were perfectly combined, a well tailored ‘da-viva print’ patterned skirt complemented with a plain jacket and a white camisole, simple yet classy. My gaze traveled downwards and I beheld one of the cleanest, spotless pair of legs I’d ever set my eyes on. She carried herself with a grace that is seen in royalty. I stole a quick glance at one of the notice boards nearby to check that I was not dressed shabbily, and said a quick ‘thank you’ to God that it wasn’t one of those days when I would opt for palm slippers or flip-flops on my black native attire as against the nice pair of T.T Dalk open shoes I had on. I positioned myself such that there was no way she would walk past without brushing into me, but I realized my folly a little too late as no sooner had we brushed into each other that she tripped and fell flat on the concrete floor. My feeble attempts to save face by reaching out for her caused me to also trip on the steps close by and I struggled and flayed my arms helplessly around as I fell to the floor.
‘Lisa are you alright’ I heard one of her friends call out as they rallied round her and helped her to her feet, thankfully she was alright. Then they all turned as one towards me while I still lay unprotected on the floor. The jolt of electricity that had passed through my body as I fell was very much in place and I was still too stunned to will my feet to rise beneath me. They formed a protective arc in front of her while they gave me looks that left gaping holes in my being, and though I avoided looking them in the eye, I could still feel their looks pierce my skin.
‘Is he okay?’ I heard the most melodious voice I’ve ever heard call out as ‘she’ broke through their arc and walked towards me.
‘I hope he’s not’ one of her friends retorted and reached for her hand ‘Please let’s go’ she encouraged and gently tugged her hand but she refused.
‘I have to be sure he’s okay, are you okay?’ ‘she’ called out once more looking generally in my direction but not at me, her shades must have fallen off when she fell.
‘I’m fine’ I replied and miraculously, I could feel my feet finally and rose to my feet and stretched out my hand towards her ‘I’m Lekan and I’m really sorry about all that.’
‘Lisa’ she smiled and stretched forth her own hand too, though I couldn’t help but notice that though her outstretched hand hovered over mine, she wouldn’t accept my handshake until I raised my hand to meet hers.
‘It’s okay, but be more careful next time’. She continued as she turned to take her leave.
It’s now or never, I told myself and gently pulled her hand so she would stop, ‘You look really beautiful Lisa, can I walk with you?’ I quickly asked before I could stop myself.
‘So you can walk her into a ditch this time?’ the same friend snapped at me again.
‘Titi, please stop talking that way’ she replied in my defense and continued ‘I’m sure it was an honest mistake, you girls go on we’ll be right behind you.’
‘Lisa at least use your walker, just to be on the safe side’ She pleaded and rolled her eyes at me as she added ‘He doesn’t even look like he can take care of himself not to talk of you.’
‘Walker?’ I wanted to ask but stopped myself at the look on Titi’s face. I wondered why she was so protective.
At this point it took all the strength I could muster to stop myself from insulting her and I struggled with the fake smile plastered on my face while I held on to Lisa’s hand.
‘Titi, I’ll be fine’ I could sense the irritation in her voice, ‘just go on, it’s alright.’ She replied.
Titi gave the phrase ‘If looks could kill’ a whole new meaning with the way she looked at me then hissed and beckoned to the other friends ‘Please let us go jare.’
‘I’m sorry’ we both chorused coincidentally then burst into laughter, I stopped laughing and kept staring mouth agape at her white, well arranged dentition. She looked too good to be true.
‘What’s wrong, are you staring at me?’ she asked.
‘N-n-n-no’ I stuttered but my voice failed me because the minute she asked that question, all the pieces began to fall into place, the black shades, the over-protective friend, the hovering hand, the walker and lastly the strange, distant look…
Lisa was blind!.

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23 Responses to “Behind the Shades”

  1. The Eccentric Imp. June 11, 2013 at 2:35 pm #

    beautiful piece…

  2. Aunty Hotstuff June 11, 2013 at 2:44 pm #

    We Like 🙂

  3. IF3OLUWA June 11, 2013 at 2:59 pm #

    Interesting.

  4. Maja June 11, 2013 at 3:30 pm #

    Great piece. really provoked the entire office in laughter. 🙂

    • teekellz June 11, 2013 at 3:33 pm #

      Thanks bro…. Lool glad I could make you Geeks”laugh….

  5. DAkinson June 11, 2013 at 3:47 pm #

    lol ohhh.. you for don kiss am commot

    • teekellz June 11, 2013 at 3:48 pm #

      See ur twisted thinking….. smh for you

  6. ib June 11, 2013 at 4:00 pm #

    Tunde @ it again. Lurvly

    • teekellz June 11, 2013 at 4:13 pm #

      Eeerr Sorry I don’t understand?…

  7. seunodukoya June 11, 2013 at 4:26 pm #

    Nice one. I like the way the story unfolded.

    We still need to vibe though. Cool?

  8. Funmi June 11, 2013 at 5:35 pm #

    Great work Tolu

  9. Fisayo June 11, 2013 at 6:14 pm #

    Mehn!…I Love the Twist,and the Creativity..Twas Well and Alive..Everything Fell in Place.

    • teekellz June 11, 2013 at 7:33 pm #

      Thanks for reading ma’am…….

  10. orifunke June 11, 2013 at 7:07 pm #

    Oh My. . .*sobs

  11. femi June 11, 2013 at 7:33 pm #

    Very very NICE! Dint c dat comin!

  12. femi June 11, 2013 at 7:34 pm #

    Very very NICE! Didn’t c dat comin!

  13. themanya June 11, 2013 at 7:46 pm #

    Guuuuuuuuuy how you take know the designer of the shoe wey the babe wear?… *remember Legally blonde?* #Pause… Lol. Good story.. Not over eih?

  14. @Hardeyrhemmy June 11, 2013 at 10:43 pm #

    Nice Piece bro

  15. The Controvert June 12, 2013 at 8:03 pm #

    Truly an interesting read…

    It wasn’t so much about the fact that she was blind. For me, It was the detail in everything else…the description of her outfit was just right! 👍

    You’ve got a reader (of your blog) in me 😉

    Now and Always,
    The Controvert!

    • teekellz June 13, 2013 at 1:00 pm #

      Thank you ‘sire or ma’am’ appreciate it.

  16. The Controvert June 12, 2013 at 9:56 pm #

    Hi Tolu,

    Loved it!

    Best part: the detailed descriptions.

    You’ve got a reader (of your blog) in me

    Now and Always,
    The Controvert!

  17. Ayoolu Abe June 25, 2013 at 10:07 am #

    Lovely…..

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